Chapter 22 : Stolen Kiss
Noland’s POV
I walk into the upscale restaurant, with Avery by my side. The dimly lit establishment exudes elegance and sophistication, with its opulent chandeliers casting a soft glow on the tables adorned with crisp white tablecloths and gleaming silverware. A melodic tune from a string quartet drifts through the air, adding to the soothing ambiance.
After I check my phone one more time, I sigh and put it back in my pocket. Natasha left a day ago, and although she has answered my messages, she wants me to give her some space. It is not easy to let her be away from me when I know she needs support. The father side of me wants to comfort her.
The monster in me though, is already waiting for the private investigator’s report on what really happened at her fashion show. If whatever happened had anything to do with the break-in at home, or if it really was just a series of unfortunate events. I doubt it to be.